The villain beg you to kill me

The torrential rain that had been brewing for a day finally hit after the dinner party.

The nobles who participated in the Spring Festival Festival hurriedly left in carriages, and those carriages split the water like ships and scattered towards the dark tributaries in the distance.

In the heavy rain, the world was extraordinarily quiet, and the shops on the street closed early. Through the window of the carriage, I saw the dream city caught in the vast rain.

"Isn't this the direction to Malachite Hotel?" I asked Wushe.

"We're going to Caesar's house." Wushe said.

Arce's house is located on the east side of the main road in the city, and it is a big house.

Old Arce is a minister of finance. He has a lot of power in Dream City and his family is very rich.

Old Arce has both the imposing manner of an official and the smoothness of a businessman. Although he looks like a jester in front of the king, he is indeed a powerful figure.

I'm not worried that Wu'she will run into a wall with the old Arce, because today Wang's interest in Xiaoyu is already Xiaoyu's biggest amulet and passport.

Sure enough, as soon as we entered Arce's mansion, the other party received us warmly.

Old Arce came out to meet us with his wife, and even took the initiative to help Wushe out of the car.

"Duke Morse, it's really glorious for you to give up the honor." Old Arce flattered his face.

"You don't have to be so polite. In fact, the main purpose of this Duke's visit this time is to resolve the misunderstanding between the little girl and your son." Wushe spoke nonsense with a serious face.

Old Arce quickly said: "There is no misunderstanding, it's because that kid Caesar is ignorant, please forgive me."

Wushe said: "It's a misunderstanding. Otherwise, why would your son let the hotel kick us out? We don't have a place to stay tonight, so we have to come here to explain to your son that this is a misunderstanding."

When old Arce heard this, he immediately became angry: "Call Caesar!"

Seeing Wushe's slow look, making up lies without drafting, I couldn't help but think of Tianzhang, the big brother of Yunxianzong back then.

The maid led Caesar in through the side door.

Caesar hung his head, and his golden hair was also a little gray, messily covering his forehead.

Look at us Xiaoyu again, radiant, elegant and decent, simply higher than Caesar by more than one grade.

Caesar came over reluctantly: "Father, what do you want from me?"

"You child, hurry up and apologize to Duke Morse!" Old Arce raised his voice.

When Caesar heard the name "Morse", he immediately raised his head and glared at Wushe angrily: "You kidnapper, how dare you come to the door? You really are not afraid of death!"

"Snapped"!

Old Arce slapped Caesar crookedly in the face.

Caesar's eyes immediately filled with tears, and five finger marks were left on his pink and tender cheeks. He covered his face in grievance, and yelled at the old Arce: "Father! Do you really care about my life? This is the man, This is the man who took me away in the middle of the night and pushed me into a trap! They are all in the same group, they belong to the demon clan!"

As soon as the word "demon race" came out, everyone present gasped in unison.

"Nonsense!" Old Arce grabbed Caesar's clothes and brought him in front of Wu'she, "Apologize, hurry up!"

Caesar was trembling with anger, looked up at Wu'she.

Wu's face is expressionless.

"Cesar, if you don't want to learn to dance anymore, just go to grammar school for me." Old Arce said angrily.

When Caesar heard this, his body froze, he lowered his head slowly, and gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry."

A trace of distress flashed in old Arce's eyes. I found that he looked at Wushe with suspicion. The old fox is an old fox after all. If he is given more time to investigate, Wushe and I will definitely be exposed.

Could it be that this is why Wu'she chooses to pursue the victory immediately after the dance is over?

Sure enough, the old fox Arce still couldn't beat the old goblin.

The suspicion in old Arce's eyes was quickly replaced by flattery: "Duke Morse, it's raining heavily tonight, if you don't dislike the shabby house, why don't you stay here?"

Wushe hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Old Arce immediately asked the maid to tidy up two rooms for Wushe and Xiaoyu respectively.

As for me……

"This housekeeper can live with our John." Old Arce said.

John was probably the name of his housekeeper.

"No need, butler Li is my personal butler and must live with me." Wushe said solemnly.

Old Arce hurriedly said: "In that case, then Lucy will take the Duke to the room to have a look."

Since he was in public all day, Wu Amnesty behaved quite normally.

As soon as the door was closed, he was back to his former self.

"Let me touch it." Wushe said while hugging me and stroking my tail.

"No, this is someone else's territory." I hastily pressed Wu'she's hand.

"I haven't touched it for a day." Wushe's tone turned out to be somewhat aggrieved... I must have misheard.

"After the matter is settled, you can touch it as you like, but now—"

"You said it." Wushe let go of me, took off his coat, threw it aside, and sat on the edge of the bed, his two long legs curled up uncomfortable, and then stretched out carelessly, without any aristocratic temperament.

"You said there is still a good show tonight, what is it?" I couldn't help laughing and asked.

Wushe poked the wall a few times with his finger.

Waving: "Come and see."

I leaned over, a small hole, just to see the next room.

I was confused for a while, and grabbed Wu'she's hand, how could his fingers be so long, how could it be possible to stab the opposite side?

Wushe said: "My cultivation is slowly recovering."

Cultivation?

I just remembered that he has cultivation.

Wouldn't that break the rules of the game world for girls to develop?

Forget it, no matter so much, the law has been smashed into a sieve by us, since the world has not collapsed, then let's be a monk hitting the clock for a day.

Through the small hole, you can just see the next room, Xiaoyu's room.

Xiao Yu was sitting on the edge of the bed with a sad face.

I immediately looked away, and whispered to Wushe: "It's wrong to peep, plug the hole!"

Wushe said with regret on his face: "If you really want to block it, then you won't see a good show."

"What good show can there be? Today you are almost driving Caesar to death." I asked.

Wait, isn't it?

"Will Nishizawa come to trouble Xiaoyu tonight?" I immediately became alert.

For Nishizawa, the dance competition at the Chunyun Festival is really important, but on this day, which was supposed to be a day for him to be honored, he got nothing because of Xiao Yu, and he was ashamed to death.

The reward of No.3 was revoked in public, scolded by his father, and even apologized to the kidnapper...

It would be hell if Caesar didn't come to take revenge.

"Isn't Xiao Yu very dangerous?" I looked through the small hole and observed the opposite room.

"Success or failure depends on one stroke." Wushe said, "You just keep an eye on it, and I'll go get something."

"What?" I asked.

"Mixiang."

Fragrance? ? ?

About 3 minutes later, the door of Xiaoyu's room was suddenly opened.

Xiao Yu was startled, and looked in the direction of the door: "Xi, Nishizawa?"

Nishizawa rushed up, appeared within my field of vision, and flipped Xiaoyu onto the bed.

Wait, what is he going to do!Want to beat Kohane?

No, not right.

Caesar tugged on Xiaoyu's skirt and said loudly: "I'll let you lie, let you pretend to be a woman!"

Xiaoyu held onto her skirt tightly, and begged for mercy in fear: "Don't, don't do this..."

Xiaoyu, you can't treat yourself as a weak little girl just because you're wearing a skirt, kick him!Take out the stamina you had when you were a carpenter!

"Are you here?" Wushe leaned closer to my ear and asked.

I was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Wushe: "Cesis is bullying Xiaoyu, I have to stop him!"

Wushe held me down: "Let me do it."

He inserted the thin tube of incense into the small hole.

Although he was doing very shameless things, his movements were very chic.

I knew what Wushe was going to do, and when Xiaoyu and Caesar were disheveled, I stunned them with incense, and in the next morning, I called old Arce to open the door together, and nothing happened.

Then force the marriage, coerce and lure, and soon the ending with Caesar can be reached.

Wu's amnesty really has no sense of right and wrong... When I dealt with the incident between Shen Yan and Zhao Tianyu, I thought he was righteous in his heart, but now that I think about it, he should only be interested in teaching Shen Yan to abuse Zhao Tianyu.

"Slow down." I pressed Wu's hand.

Wushe looked at me: "What?"

"We can't do this, Xiaoyu is only ten years old." I said, "Even if he has two lifetimes of life experience, he is still a child with a very simple mind."

Wushe narrowed his eyes: "My only goal is to complete the task."

I stood up: "I'll go next door."

Wushe held me back: "Don't go, according to my plan, they will be together soon."

I broke free from his hand: "I'll talk about it when I get back."

Wushe stood up and pulled me back, his hand was so strong that I felt a pain in my wrist and fell into his arms.

"These people are just virtual images. After completing the mission, they will never see each other again. Why should you care about their feelings?" Wushe said coldly.

I was taken aback, indeed, what he said was correct, but...

"I have the principles of my life. If you can't do this kind of thing, you can't do it."

"Li Su, do you know what I'm going to do?" Wushe whispered in my ear, "I just want them to be together in a legitimate way, and I don't want Caesar to bully Xiaoyu!"

"I know, you want to stun them, so that tomorrow morning, nothing will become something, but have you ever thought about what Xiaoyu will think?" I tried to break Wu'she's hand.

Wushe snorted coldly: "Why should I care what he thinks? I've said it long ago. I'm not interested in these things at all."

"I know you're not interested," I swallowed hard, "I just don't want to see this kind of thing get your hands dirty."

"Dirty? My hands were already stained with blood, you just found out today?" Wushe stared at me.

"I know, but you are mine now, and I don't allow you to do this."

I looked straight into Wushe's eyes and felt the rise and fall of his chest. He was like a volcano that had been forbearing for a long time, and it might erupt at any moment.

But Wushe finally let go of my hand.

I turned and ran out, rushed into the next room, and dragged Nishizawa off Kohane.

"What are you doing?" I asked coldly, it was because of this idiot that I almost quarreled with Wushe just now.

Caesar was taken aback by my eyes, but soon, he seemed to remember some things during the day, and became angry too.

He punched me, but his hands were tightly clenched.

Caesar hissed in pain, his hand bones crunching in Unforgiven's hands.

Wushe didn't know when he came to my side, and looked at Caesar coldly: "The person who can't even let me go, do you dare to give it a try?"